Remember when you lost my official transcript that Normandale mailed you ( Read more... )

When I lived in Brainerd I got spit on. Somebody keyed dyke into my car and put a dead cat on my windshield. My friend was walking down the street wearing a pink bandanna when a truck full of guys jumped out with baseball bats and broke his jaw. My junior year there was a Homecoming Parade float that mocked the Matthew Shepherd murder ( Read more... )